Each year, my parents spend several months on the Hawaiian island of Kauai.
Though Pythagoras and I've have traveled all over Hawaii ourselves and even visited Kauai a couple years ago, I've never gotten to hang out there with my parents. They're forever scheming to find ways for me to visit them, but the stars never seem to align quite right. Either my work schedule won't cooperate or there's a book deadline looming or I just can't find enough change between the sofa cushions.
But the stars have finally aligned.
As you read this, I'm probably on a plane bound for ten days of blissful sun, sand, and fruity drinks with hunks of pineapple anchored on the rim.
The timing is perfect, with LET IT BREATHE off my desk and no pressing deadlines to tend to for the day job. Since temperatures are in single-digits outside my house right now, I'm in desperate need of a little warmth.
I may or may not blog while I'm gone. I'll try to post a picture or two, and if you follow me on Twitter, I'll be using the hashtag #gettingleid.
I'll also still be blogging in my usual Friday slot a The Debutante Ball, so be sure to stop by today and see what I had to say about typos.
In the meantime, I pledge to have a mai-tai in honor of each of you.
Wait, how many of you are there?
Never mind. I'm up for the challenge.